Guan Kuo is probably the only one in the entire army.

Lin Hai first slowed down his pace obviously, and his expression was also stunned, but he was followed by laughter.

Yes, this is very good, very different from the Guan Kuo at the banquet, but it is exactly the same as the rumored Guan Kuo and the Guan Kuo that many of them imagined.

"A fool is a fool!" One of the generals laughed and whistled, as if he had seen a beautiful girl.

"How stupid is that?" Lin Hai smiled at Guan Kuo.

"Just try it."

Guan Kuo calmly straightened out his armor, and then stood up straight, as if waiting for something.

Maybe in the past, he might have taken the initiative to punch it up, but now he doesn't want to do it.

It's still the sentence "try it", maybe Guan Kuo said something else, Lin Hai didn't care about anything, but would laugh at his stupidity, but it couldn't be this sentence.

On the banquet, Guan Kuo faced Lin Hai, General Guanying, and even almost everyone, all of them had this attitude, the key is that in the end, he was not only alive, but also alive and well, just like that, he firmly took Qin Kill and No Trace, so "try it" has become Lin Hai's reverse scale, which cannot be touched.

"Originally, because of His Highness," Lin Hai said, "I didn't want to pay attention to your provocation. ”

"But now," his voice was raised, "it's hard not to beat you!" ”

When his last word settled, his whole body was like a flying wild goose, following the wind, and at the same time bringing a wind to Guan Kuo.

At this moment, he had waited for a long time, and many people had also waited for a long time, and his fist couldn't wait to hit the bridge of Guan Kuo's nose to vent his dissatisfaction.

There were scattered cheers from all directions, and that kind of old and unserious posture was difficult to reflect in these generals who already had a certain rank, but at this moment, they temporarily forgot their identity, and they no longer cared if there would be soldiers with their own soldiers to see the scene here.

"Lin Hai, hit the head!"

"Don't hit the head, hit the bottom!"

"Left punch, right punch!"

"Punch me too!"

"You don't have to help me fight, just fight my own punches, don't be crippled, and it's stupid enough, don't be stupid."

……

None of the days have been particularly happy lately, but today is an exception.

Beating the son of Guan Qinghe, who wants to marry Princess Guangle, is really a great joy in life.

The gray clouds behind him were rolling, the sky was gone, and the wind was howling, blowing through the corners of his clothes.

Lin Hai found a hearty feeling, he recalled the days when he saw Princess Guangle Li Xiyun, at those times, he was still young, Li Xiyun's bright red palace skirt mopped the floor, and the wide sleeves were displayed, which instantly brightened the whole sky.

Thinking about the shameful guy being beaten to his knees and begging for mercy later, the smile on his face became more and more refreshing.

Although compared with Xue Zhao, he has no confidence, and in front of Princess Guangle, he is also a little ashamed of himself, but this does not affect his heroic ambition to be angry.

Facing Lin Hai, who was rapidly approaching, and that fist, a huge aura was surging in Guan Kuo's body, and finally rushed out of the body.

The clothes on his body danced rapidly, including the outermost armor was also shaking, and the powerful aura seemed to be overflowing endlessly, and his whole person seemed to be in the sky, with huge waves of qi in all directions.

Wang Du turned around and looked at Guan Kuo with an indifferent expression, and of course Lin Hai, who had already made a move.

Wang Du reminded Guan Kuo that there would be many people who targeted him, beat him, and even wanted to kill him, but it didn't mean that Wang Du was happy to help Guan Kuo casually when he suffered this, maybe when he was sure that nothing would happen to Guan Kuo, Wang Du would also want to see what Guan Kuo was beaten.

I don't know what Bai Congyun thinks, but this steady general is smiling and watching, but it is certain that there is no mood to watch a good show.

Maybe Bai Congyun was able to anticipate something in advance.

With the cheers of those young generals without any gesture, Lin Hai's fist forced Guan Kuo's cheek with a gust of wind.

Everything is close at hand.

Lin Hai's eyes already appeared with the appearance of Guan Kuo's broken blood.

However, beyond the wind carried by his fist, he felt another current.

In place, Guan Kuo's image sank into it with the sudden thrust of his fist, as if a hole had appeared.

In this short moment, Lin Hai's heart "chuckled", and he had a very wonderful sense of crisis.

"Afterimage!" A voice rang in his head.

Facts have proved that Zuo Jing and him are not comparable at all. Although he was arrogant and complacent, and a little arrogant, Lin Hai's reaction was really fast, and he didn't indulge in contempt too much.

At this moment, in Lin Hai's heart, in addition to deep jealousy and quick thinking, there was also a great shock.

He is already such a high-ranking general at such a young age, and he has a bright future, and he can be said to be the best among the young generation of the entire Northern Tang Dynasty, on the battlefield, although most of the time he kills the enemy, in the Northern Tang Army, he also beats others most of the time, but he has also encountered many solid opponents, those opponents even he does not dare to take it lightly, and there are even a few who can beat him in turn.

But among all these enemies, rivals, and friends, he had never encountered such a strange scene.

He can accept that Guan Kuo was hit by his own punch, crying for his father and calling his mother, or he can accept that Guan Kuo actually blocked his punch for the first time, but he never thought that Guan Kuo would disappear from under his fist at such an impossible speed.

At this moment, cold sweat gushed out, and when it was blown by the wind, his whole body shivered with cold.

At the same time, he suddenly felt a powerful air current surging on the left side of his body, it was a very violent attraction, and the surrounding gas seemed to converge in a very strange way.

"On your left, be careful!"

The reminder of the stout general only came out suddenly at this time, and when it was blown by the strong wind, it seemed a little vague and distant.

Without thinking much about it, his leg quickly flashed to the right, glancing towards the place where the airflow was abnormal.

He saw Guan Kuo standing there calmly, and at the same time calmly threw a punch.

(End of chapter)